"Sex Confessions" is a series featuring your naughtiest bedroom secrets and fantasies. Some will sound familiar, others may give you ideas, some will turn you on, and some are dark and twisted. You might want to sit down for this.
Today's sex confession comes from Rose*, a 30-something married woman with two young kids. Before she married her husband, Kip, she cheated on him with a very well-known actor. She fears mentioning the actor will make her husband upset if he happens to read this, so she's keeping everything anonymous. Her story of infidelity is a fascinating one. While in a fully committed relationship with Kip, three years strong, she met this actor we'll call M. There was an instant attraction. Some drinks. And ... well, let's let Rose tell you the rest.
I was living in NYC at the time and Kip and I were even living together. Everything was great in our relationship and we even talked about marriage. One night I was out with some friends and playing pool at the back of the bar was M -- a very famous actor who played in quite a few movies I loved. I've seen many famous people living in NYC, but when I saw M it was different. I imagined him to be just like his character in this one movie and it gave me this false sense of already knowing him.
Shockingly, he was interested in me. He came up to me, flirted, bought me drinks. While my friends discouraged me from taking it further, my attraction to M was undeniable and I was willing to do whatever with him wherever he wanted. I ended up back at his apartment, my phone on silent after texting Kip that I wasn't going to be home that night and I'd explain in the morning. Kip sent numerous texts back, but I didn't respond. I was indulging in this fantasy, which ended up not being worth it at all. The sex was good, but as we were doing it, I started to sober up. I thought of Kip and how I was throwing all we had away. I made the biggest mistake of my life for some actor that really just wanted to get laid. M was nice, polite, sweet, he did nothing wrong.
I was the slut. A whore. A terrible cheat. Kip didn't deserve me. I confessed the whole story to him the next day. He broke up with me and I moved out a week later.
Aside from the few friends there that night with me, no one knew about what I had done. I don't think Kip told anyone who I cheated on him with, just that I had cheated. A year went by and I never stopped thinking of Kip and how much I wanted him back. Then fate brought us back together. I ran into him at a concert. He smiled at me and I smiled back. And that was it. We have been together again ever since. He forgave me. He married me. He gave me two amazing kids and he knows I would never cheat on him again. I have however given him a "free pass" if a situation ever presented itself to him. He swears he would never take it, but my guilt still to this day allows me to not ever hold it against him if he did.
What do you think of this confession? Do you think you would take the chance of sleeping with a celebrity and risk your relationship? Would you be able to forgive like Kip did?
*Names have been changed.
Image via ClickFlashPhotos/Nicki Varkevisser/Flickr